Jason couldn’t believe his eyes, he stared at his innocent son for a few seconds, filled with so much pain and disappointment. “You don’t deserve this, I blame myself for this. I should have done something about this.” He thought to himself, but his thoughts were interrupted by the next loud words that Isabella uttered. “Don’t just stand there like a statue, leave!” She said in a hoarse tone, hoping to get back to her ecstatic moment. “Have you no shame? Having sex right next to your son, is this normal?” Jason asked with a weak tone, but Isabella showed no signs of remorse. She rolled her eyes at him and hissed, still holding onto the white Duvet she was covering herself with. “And you too,” Jason said, turning toward Clark who was angry because he cut short his pleasurable exercise. “I always thought you were sensible, but clearly, you lack integrity. No wonder your ex-wife left you for your employee.” “How dare you!” Clark barked and was about to move toward Jason, but
As soon as Clark walked out of the room with his properties in his hands, he met with Jason who was feeding the baby with his feeder by a corner in front of the door. “Oh well, it seems your sweet moment has ended. What a pity?” Clark growled at the words that Jason spoke, he held onto all the properties in his hands and stood still wishing he could do something about it, but his hands were occupied. “How didn’t I see this part of you, Clark? I listened to your advice, and I got married to Isabella without even knowing who she was, and two years later, you took her from me. Has this always been your plan all these while?” “Well, maybe if you were rich just like me, your wife wouldn’t have allowed me to screw her, right under your nose.” The words Clark spoke got to Jason, but he chose not to overreact to them, after all, he was no longer married to Isabella, and all he had to deal with was the broken trust. “What? You can’t talk again? Cat got your tongue?” Clark said in a
Jason was surprised it was quite unusual to see a woman riding a taxi, not to talk of a young beautiful woman. He was speechless and stared at her for a while. “Hello, Sir.” The lady called out to him, taking him off his thoughts. “Oh, I am so sorry. I am just not used to…” “Seeing a lady riding a taxi? Yeah, I get that a lot.” Jason sighed, with a little remorse about his demeanor which he felt may have seemed really harsh on the lady. He sighed, again, just before he said the next words in his mind. “I am sorry, I really didn’t mean to be rude.” “That’s okay, as long as you are paying for the ride.” The lady said with a smile on her lips, holding onto the steering wheel with both hands and hopeful that Jason was going to let her take him to his destination. “Right, take me to Number Fifty-one Chariot Street,” Jason said to the lady who thought about the address for a few seconds before she nodded. “Hop in, Sir, that will be 12 dollars.” Jason was surprised at how
The Doctor sighed heavily, and then he turned to look at Jason after a few seconds of staring at the old man. “I can’t really say, Sir. This is a rare kind of situation, it gets really scary and confusing each moment.” Jason looked at the Doctor, he wasn’t sure if she was referring to him or to someone else in the room, but when he turned to his left to look at the two nurses standing by the corner, they seemed to share the same countenance as the Doctor. “What does this even mean? Are you trying to say that he is not gonna be okay?” “No, Sir. That’s not what I meant.” “Then, please explain to me, I am confused.” The Doctor looked at Jason, and she could see was a man who desperately wanted to save his Grandfather, and was willing to do anything just to save him. She took in a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, while Jason waited patiently for her to talk. “Well, Sir. It seems your Grandfather has been poisoned, the symptoms keep on getting deadly by the day. First
The Doctor sighed heavily, getting ready to give a response to the question, while Jason braced himself to hear the response she was going to give. “Four months, Sir. He has only four months.” “What?” Jason said, and his jaw dropped, together with his breath, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his heart tried to escape from his chest. “Yes, Sir. He barely has enough time to live, we really have to find the antidote if we want to keep him alive.” Jason looked at his Grandfather and the tears he had managed to suppress for a long time left his glands and streamed down his face, causing him to sigh heavily, but not in relief. “Everything is going to be okay, Sir. All we need to do is to find out who did this.” The Doctor said to Jason with a soft tone, hoping that she was going to be able to pacify him, but the young man standing before was very heartbroken, there was so much pain written on his face, and his eyes showed intense despair. “Take it easy, Sir. This will eve
Harry quickly grabbed the doors and opened them for Jason, who walked out immediately, while he followed him behind, shutting the doors after himself. They walked down the staircase and then entered the lobby of the building through the door by the left. The workers were already waiting for them, dressed in their uniforms, with their hands behind them. As soon as they saw Harry with the meager-looking young man, they bowed their heads, but only for Harry, as they weren’t aware who Jason was. “Good day, Boss.” “Good Morning, Boss.” They greeted one after the other, but Harry said nothing in reply, he only continued walking until he got in front of them, and he stopped with Jason right beside him. “You may raise your heads,” Harry said, and at once they lifted their heads, wondering why they had been summoned, they also looked at Jason, wondering who he was. “Allow me to specially introduce you all to someone really important, someone who holds a special balance in this fa
Irene was hesitant to respond to the question, but after a few seconds, she turned around without looking at anybody in particular. “Me, Sir. I am also a chef here.” The young man who Irene was standing beside said, lifting both his right hand and his face. “Oh, I see. Come forward.” Jason said, and the man stepped forward immediately and stood beside Irene. They exchanged glances at each other, and it was really easy to tell that there was a rivalry between them. “What’s your name, Young man?” “Joe, Sir. My name is Joe,” he responded with a very audible tone, lifting his head to look at Jason for a few seconds, before returning it to its previous position. “Well, Joe, how long have you been cooking here?” Joe sighed heavily, and then he looked at Irene whose face was bent to the ground, before giving an answer to the question. “Three years and four months, Sir.” Jason nodded with a smile on his face, having understood what was really going on between them. “I see, t
Jason sighed with a smile on his face, and then he went to a couch positioned very close to the wall by his left and sat down, while the rest of the workers in the lobby looked at him, wondering what he was really up to. He brought out his phone a few seconds later and started to operate on it, chuckling at whatever amused him on social media. He continued, for over thirty minutes, until Irene returned with a large tray containing a plate covered with a dish cover.“Aha! That was really fast!” Jason said with a smile on his face, the moment he saw Irene approaching, he returned his phone to his pocket and adjusted himself, while still smiling at the young lady who felt so pleased at what he did.Irene walked up to the middle of the lobby, to grab a stool, but she struggled to bend as a result of the long tray in her hand. “Don’t worry, I will get that for you,” Jason said, and he stood up, and grabbed the stool, before taking it to the front of the couch where he placed it, befo